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Chapter 1295 Don't you have something of your own?

If you lose, you lose.

Xue Xinlei has never been afraid of losing...

But in fact, it’s not just you who loses.

Under the command of Xie Yuan.

There is no doubt that while the morale of the Saint soldiers is as high as a rainbow, their attacks have also become extremely precise. In comparison, Duan Changkong is shouting in anger, but he does not have the ability to lead an army at all, and he cannot organize an effective attack at all.

Resist.

Even though there are warriors from super martial arts civilization and magicians from magic civilization joining...but it is still difficult to escape the situation of losing ground.

If this continues, no matter how hard I try to hold back this snowy dark sky.

The alliance cannot escape failure.

Once defeated this time...

The crack will be reoccupied by the saints.

If this is the case, Xue Xinlei does not doubt that he can still win in the end, but he may be dragged into a sea of ​​stalemate by the Saints. If he wants to destroy the Saints, the price he needs to pay is definitely far beyond the range of human endurance.

outside.

At that time, a rudimentary victory will allow the Zerg in the outer realm to take advantage of it?!

In comparison, although the Saint race is a Zerg race, it is already a higher-end race than the Zerg race, and is more similar to the human race inside.

But the Zerg are truly a complete foreign race...which one is cheaper?

I'm afraid that when the time comes, the greater possibility is for the two sides to negotiate a peace and not invade each other.

Then, humans will accumulate all their strength to deal with the Zerg... no matter they win or lose, the Saints will take advantage of them.

At that point, it will really be a dilemma.

Xue Xinlei gritted his teeth, what on earth is Su Xian doing...Why haven't the people who cultivate the immortal civilization come yet?

and……

Oh shit.

He glared resentfully at Duan Changkong, who was fighting below, "This old bastard, you won't come to help if I don't let you help? When did the vindictive and civilized head of state become so obedient? I couldn't beat him until I saw it."

Is this stuff ready?

At the beginning, Xue Xinlei was still able to show off his courage and prevail in a situation where he was neither better nor worse.

But when the battle turned into a stalemate...

He discovered sadly.

Can't beat...

The depth of this old guy's knowledge was far beyond his imagination... Compared to his own great opening and closing, the other party's realm was obviously superior.

Xue Xinlei is really not a person who cares about saving face and suffering. Now he is eager to leave the battlefield quickly so that he can command the soldiers to organize an effective resistance.

In fact, the overall strength of the warriors present was not inferior to these saints at all.

What is lacking...

But he is an organizer with enough prestige.

But there is no doubt that the person with this ability is only one person.

The plan went wrong.

What Xue Xinlei saw, Xue Antian also clearly saw.

He has realized...

I don’t know why, but so many people can’t pass through the crack at once?

Or maybe there was some accident on their side... No matter what the accident was, as long as they could occupy the crack, the Saints might have a chance to turn defeat into victory and even dominate the universe.

Thinking like this.

Xue Antian's heart suddenly became extremely hot and he shouted: "The whole army attacks!!!"

No need to say too much, I have Xie Yuan to help.

The tacit understanding between the two of them, just a few words, was enough for Xie Yuan to understand Xue Antian's thoughts.

The formation of the Saints changes again...

It turned into a sharp knife and rushed straight towards the crack.

Although the alliance is strong, it is like a big net that can catch all the enemies. But if the opponent is broken into parts and the surface is turned into points, it can destroy the surface!!!

"Don't even think about it!!!"

A loud shout.

A ray of sword light rushed straight from the distance of the universe. It was so fast in the universe that it was even comparable to a starship...

He seems to be a supreme being, and he is also a monk.

He shouted loudly: "General Xue, don't panic, Li Jiming is here tomorrow!"

The voice fell.

A ray of sword light shot straight into the dark snowy sky, and behind him, the mighty sword light shined like a river of stars, and a shower of meteors shone straight towards this side.

Obviously, reinforcements from the immortal civilization have also arrived.

"If you don't come here again, you don't have to come."

Xue Xinlei looked down angrily, looked at the terminal on his wrist, and said angrily: "Didn't that little bastard say that within three hours, all the alliance warriors can step into the back of the universe? What's going on, this

It's been two hours, and the reinforcements have only arrived less than halfway... Where is the steady stream of follow-up troops that I imagined? And where are the supreme helpers like Yennefer? At such a critical moment, whether we are the cutting-edge force or the whole

The strength is superior to that of the saints, but the result is that the beating was so suffocating, I almost died of suffocation."

"The follow-up troops are coming in."

Li Jiming forced Xue Antian away with one blow.

With an excited smile on his face, he said: "Not only us, but all the warriors from the Alliance, the Empire, and even many high-level combat forces have come in."

"What about them? Why did I get beaten so hard?!"

Xue Xinlei said angrily.

Li Jiming explained: "Although our overall combat power is higher than that of the Saints, if we divide our forces to fight, we will naturally be inferior to the Saints... After all, although the strength of the Saints is not as good as ours, it is definitely better than ours."

Half of the combat power."

"Split the troops?!"

Xue Xinlei was startled, with a look of astonishment on his face.

At the same time, the expression of Xue Antian, who had the upper hand before, also changed drastically. He was shocked and said: "What did you say? Divide... what kind of troops are divided?!"

Li Jiming smiled proudly, and the reverence on his face could not be concealed in his smile.

By now, he was completely convinced by Su Xian, and it could even be said that he worshiped Su Xian almost like a believer.

He sneered: "Xue Antian, you traitor, your saint race has been attached to our human race for more than ten thousand years, just like blood leeches sucking our blood to enrich your own race... You want to come to our human race

No matter what outstanding invention or progress, it won’t take long for it to become the property of your holy race, right?”

"You...what did you say?"

There seems to be something to check on the dark snowy sky.

"Hahahaha, you idiot... Aren't you confused? In this battle, our human race has been at a disadvantage, but why do reinforcements only come when we are in crisis? This battle is not just for our alliance.

There are also people from the Empire who are assisting us. Now that our alliance is here, where are the people from the Empire?"

There was sarcasm and indifference in Li Jiming's voice. This was his disdain for the Holy Clan who had to pick everything from the Human Race without any innovation of their own.

He said coldly: "I guess you must have copied the teleportation formations that have been developed in full swing recently, right? It's a pity that you only know about copying, but you don't know about innovation. You never thought that our human race would discover your saints.

Where is the clan's lair, or did you not expect that as the founder of the teleportation formation, Director Su's understanding of the formation is almost beyond anyone else, and he can easily find your flaws?!"

The voice fell.

Xue Antian's face instantly turned extremely pale!


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